Princess, she has fortune-telling again

Chapter 1003

"Master, is it possible that the fact that the little girl is bedridden has something to do with that Feng Scholar?" Mrs. Guo asked with a look of surprise.

"What's going on with Shusheng Feng?" Jiang Nai asked without answering.

Han Qiushi interjected: "This scholar has made our third lady suffer."

"He is a prodigal son, and he has been entangled with the third lady because he happened to meet in Zhuguo Temple."

"Young Madam, I want to listen to the truth." Jiang Nai interrupted her chatter, with an unusually cold expression.

Han Qiushi choked, and suddenly had nothing to say.

Mrs. Guo gave a long sigh, then turned to Jiang Nai and said, "Miss Jiang Si, let's sit down and talk."

The two moved to the side garden pavilion and sat down.

Han Qiu ordered people to serve tea and stood behind the Duke's wife.

"Miss Jiang Si, is there any cure for my little girl's illness?"

Jiang Nai looked at her with a half smile but not a smile, "Didn't Madam hear you clearly when you were outside the window before? Ling Qianjin has been away from her soul for many years, her body has been damaged, her spirit cannot return to her place, and the gods cannot save her."

"Actually, in terms of her situation, it can be said that she has been dead for many years."

"Impossible." Han Qiu cried out in surprise, "Our third lady has always been alive, although she is very weak, but the doctor said she is still alive."

"Live in this way?" Jiang Nai's eyes showed a bit of ridicule.

She turned to Han Qiushi, who was blushing and had a thick neck, "Young Madam thinks, does this way make you alive?"

Han Qiushi immediately drooped his head like a defeated rooster, whispered, "Yes, but the doctor said..."

"Her symptoms of leaving the soul are usually for ordinary people. It only takes seven days for the body to be completely separated from the soul body, and it is useless to retrieve it."

"Because the moment she left her soul, strictly speaking, she was already dead."

"For cultivators, because most cultivators have different body functions from ordinary people. Maybe cultivators can persist for a longer period of time, but generally speaking, it is impossible for them to last longer than a month."

Mrs. Guo's hand holding the handkerchief trembled slightly, "She, how could she die, is she dead?"

"Yeah, her hands and feet are still warm, how could she be dead? And every day we give her some nourishing nutrient soup, why did she die?"

"Then does her body react? If she is a living person, it is impossible for more than six years to not have excreted once?"

Mrs. Guo could hardly sit still, so Han Qiu hurriedly stepped forward to support her.

"Even for those who are seriously ill and comatose, if they drink some nourishing soup for several days in a row, they will always have to excrete, right? Does Miss Han San have any?"

The Duke's wife suddenly covered her face and began to cry, "Is there no way to save it?"

Then for more than six years, their persistence, isn't it just a joke?
Mrs. Duke's tongue was bitter at this time, and her whole body was as if soaked in cold water, extremely cold.

She felt that every word that Miss Jiang Si said was piercing her heart, piercing through her chest and lungs, making it almost difficult for her to breathe.

"Miss Han San can't come back."

The Duke's wife suddenly covered her face with a handkerchief and burst into tears.

Her cry was very sad, and there was infinite sadness in her voice.

Jiang Nai looked at her faintly, "If Madam can trust me, I can help save Miss San once."

(End of this chapter)